When I was about 15 years old, I had a group of friends that I would hang around with. There were 4 other guys and 3 girls. Not too cool for the guys; but we were just friends hanging out. Except for Tim and Claire. They were going out and they were having sex. They didn’t even try to hide it. Tim was the youngest of the guys and Claire was the oldest of the girls. It was annoying, but what could we do? None of us other guys had girlfriends; none of us had even ever kissed a girl. And the other girls, well, they were thinking about older guys that were not us. So, we just hung out and talked and did boring stuff that teenagers do.

It was summer so we had all day and most of the nights to just hang out. We sat in front of a school, walked to the stores or roamed in the woods nearby. Some nights we would get an older guy from our neighborhood to get us beer. We would go to the woods and have a fire and get drunk. Still, no action for us guys. Oh well, it was summer and we were having fun.

One day Tom and I were in the woods with our bb guns just walking around shooting stuff. We came up to a fort that some older guys built. We checked it out and no one was around, so we went in. We found a lot of empty beer cans, wine bottles, used condoms and some porn mags. The only thing of interest to us was the porn. So, not wanting to get caught in the fort, we took the porn back to where we have our fires in the woods and looked at it there. I never really saw that much porn and I was in heaven with it all. Tom said his dad has some that he sneaks a look at when he can. I was glued to the mags. My dick was hard and if Tom wasn’t there I’d be jerking off like crazy. I kept looking at him to see if he was noticing how excited I was getting. He wasn’t so I got lost in the mags. I was so horny. I’m usually horny and I usually jerk off about 3 times a day; but this was driving me crazy because I couldn’t touch my rock hard dick. After a while Tom suggested we go. So, we stashed the mags in a plastic bag and hid them under a fallen tree. We went on about our bumming around business, but I could not stop thinking about those magazines.

The next day we were in the woods again, it was just me and Tom. I don’t remember where Matt and Bob and Tim were. We didn’t see the girls at least until the afternoon. So, it was me and Tom again. My mind was on those mags. But Tom didn’t seem to care about them. I mentioned that I wanted to go look them over again and he looked surprised. He said, maybe we could go look at the ones that his dad has hidden. He thought I might like them. He said no one was at his house for a while. So off we went.

When we got to Tom’s house there wasn’t anyone home just like he said. I had never been to any of the bedrooms in Tom’s house. So, I was in an unfamiliar area. We passed Tom’s sister’s room. I asked if that was Donna’s room and Tom said it was. I looked in the room to check it out. Donna was a really cute girl. She was a year younger than us, but she got all us guys hot. Tom didn’t let it bother him. He knew she was hot too. I noticed that some of her dirty clothes were on the floor. I had stopped to look in her room and Tom kept going to his room, when he noticed that I wasn’t with him he came back to see what I was doing. He saw I was looking at the clothes on the floor. He started to laugh and asked me if her used panties were exciting me. I got embarrassed, but I told him yeah they were. He went in the room and picked up a pair of light green panties. He held them up to my face and said, “How would you like to have these”? My eyes popped out of my head and I said I’d love them. He said they feel a little wet. My heart was beating out of my chest; I asked if I could hold them. He said I could have them on one condition. I asked what condition, and he said that I would have to wear them.

“No way”, I said.

“Alright then, let’s just go to my room.”

We went into Tom’s room and I sat on his bed and he got the magazines out of his dad’s room. When he came back in the room he handed me half the stack and he sat at the desk in his room to look through his half. This was some really good stuff and I was really getting horny. I must have forgotten where I was because I heard Tom cough and looked at him and he was just smiling and pointing at my hand rubbing my hard dick.

“What are you doing?”

I felt like my face was on fire, I was so embarrassed.

“I don’t know, I just…… I…. sorry about that, Tom. Don’t tell anyone about that, OK.”

He just smiled and went back to his book. In about a minute or so he said,

“Don’t you ever wonder what a blowjob feels like?”

“Only all the time.” I said.

“How about this, if I said I would give you a blowjob if you gave me one, would you like to do it?”

“Absolutely.” I said. A little too quick I thought, after I said it.

“So, you’d like to give me a blowjob?”

“If you agree to give me one, yeah.”

“What if I said I would LET you give me a blowjob. Would you like to do it?”

“You mean me give you one and you not give me one? I don’t think so.”

“Are you sure? You sounded pretty excited about giving me one a minute ago. What’s the difference if I give you one or not? You’ll still have fun giving me one.”

“No, no way. If we give each other one then neither one of us will tell anyone else. No it’s too much of a gamble. How about you give me one and I don’t give you one? Would you be willing to do that?”

“No, I wouldn’t. But that’s because I don’t want a dick in my mouth. I think you do. I think you are dying to get my dick in your mouth.”

I was; but I couldn’t tell him that. I’ve been dreaming about his dick in my mouth, shooting his cum, and rubbing his dick on my face for a long time. I didn’t think he knew. It would be too embarrassing for just me to give him one. I want to but I can’t. That’s why when he suggested it I jumped at the chance. I think he knows how I feel. I was sexually attracted to him for awhile. Tom is what I’d call a pretty boy. He has long straight hair and it comes down over one eye. He’s built nice. Not muscular, but nice and lean. He’s about 5’9 and 125 lbs. And I think he kind of walks like a girl a little. I’m not attracted to guys; there are some that I think about sucking off, but that’s all. There is nothing in me wanting to kiss a guy. Or hug one. If I see a guy that I’m attracted to and then I hear him talk, that usually ruins it for me. Most guys are just assholes. But Tom’s pretty cool. I’ve been hanging out with him and I still am sexually attracted to him. No kissing though. I don’t know why. All I want is his cock.

“Well, alright for now, if you change your mind let me know.”

We went back to looking at the magazines for a while. I looked mostly at the blowjob pictures. It was all exciting. But seeing pictures of all different hard cocks on pretty faces with cum everywhere really got me hot. I started rubbing my dick again without even knowing it. Tom coughed again and I knew right away he caught me again.

“How about those panties now?”

“What do you mean?”

“Are you horny enough to wear them now?”

I didn’t know what to say; but since he just caught me rubbing my dick and I asked him not to tell anyone, I thought I better humor him a little.

“Alright, what did you want me to do with them?”

“No. What do YOU want to do with them?”

I looked at him puzzled, “I don’t understand.”

“Yes you do. Tell me what you want to do with Donna’s dirty wet panties.”

My face really got hot now. I started to shake.

“Calm down. I just thought we could have some fun, that’s all. No need to get all shaky. Man, what a pussy you are.”

“Oh, fuck you. Give me the panties, I’ll wear them.”

He went into Donna’s room and came back with a bundle of clothes.

“Oh no, I’ll wear the panties, but that’s all.”

“We’ll see.”

He let the bundle fall on the floor, but held onto the panties. He came over to me and held them out to me.

“Here you go pussy boy, put on your panties.”

I grabbed them from him. “Don’t call me a pussy, you dick head.”

“Dick head, huh? Sounds like something a pussy has on her mind.”

“Oh, fuck you. Turn around so I can put these on.”

“Before you wear them, you have to smell them now.”

“Oh no, I agreed to wear them, that’s all.”

“Donna’s a lot like you. She’s always rubbing herself too. Don’t you want to know what her crotch smells like?”

I put them up to my nose and took a sniff. It smelled like girls perfume or deodorant and my cum. I pulled them away real fast and gave him a wondering look.

“Don’t you like the smell of pussy?”

“Yeah, I like it. It just smelled a little weird, that’s all.”

“Oh, you know what pussy smells like? Now you’re an expert on pussy?”

“No..I just, here look,” and I put them back up to my nose and gave a good strong sniff. The smell was getting me excited. Or getting told what to do was.

“Good, now taste them. Put your lips on the wettest spot and suck the pussy juice out of them.”

Oh shit, is he fucking with me or what?

“If you don’t want to, I’m sure Matt or Bob or even Tim would love to have them. I’ll just tell them that I gave you first chance with them and you didn’t like the smell of Donna’s pussy. I guess pussy doesn’t like pussy, does it?”

I looked over the panties and found a really wet spot and put that spot on my mouth.

“Put some in your mouth too. I want you to get a good taste, I’m sure you’ll love it, pussy boy.”

I put a bunch in my mouth and started to suck on them. Just like it was an ice pop and I was getting the entire flavor out of it. It did taste a little like guys cum. (I had tasted my own a few times). But there was that perfume taste too. And I couldn’t say it tasted like cum. He’d want to know how I knew how guys cum tasted. I wasn’t sure of his idea of us having some fun. I think he wanted to have some fun at my expense. But, I kind of liked this too. He was kind of bossing me around a little more every time I agreed to do something. He was getting a little more control of me and I was falling more and more under his control. It was a weird feeling and it made my stomach feel week and my knees started to shake.

“You really like the taste, don’t you?”

“Yeah, and the smell. It’s like I’m right between Donna’s legs.”

“Good, now put them on.”

“Alright, turn around so I can get changed.”

“I’m not turning the fuck around, just get undressed and put the panties on.” He sounded a little upset.

I stood up on my shaky knees and started to undo my pants. I got them undone and started to pull them down and realized that I had to take off my shoes too. I got down untying them and I was really shaking badly now. But, he didn’t say anything about stopping this time. I got my shoes off and stood up again. I let my pants fall to my ankles and I just looked at him with a questioning look.

“Come on; take your underwear off too.”

I did and my dick sprung out. It was so embarrassing for someone else to see my erection. I didn’t know what he was going to say. If he was going to laugh or what.

“It looks like you like being bossed around. Maybe I can think of some more things for you to do. Now, put on the wet panties.”

I stepped into them. They were cold and wet, but my dick stayed rock hard and was pointing up in the air. I couldn’t get them to cover my whole dick. Half of my dick was sticking out of the top of the panties. He did start to laugh a little.

“How do you like the feel of them now?”

Now even my voice was shaking, “I like them a lot.”

“Good, now take off your shirt.”

“Aw, come on Tom. I did everything so far. Isn’t that enough?’

“If it was enough then I wouldn’t tell you to do anything more, now would I? Take off your shirt and don’t ask any more stupid questions, punk.”

“Do you know what a punk is? He asked.

“No, what?”

“You are.” He went over and went through the porn mags and got one out and brought it over to me. He held it out in front of me.

“Do you recognize this?”

I felt a lump in my throat and I felt like my eyes were getting wet.

I very shakily said, “Yeah.”

“I know you do. It’s from the books in the woods from yesterday. You spent all of your time looking at this one and you were trying to hide it from me. This is the one that you were rubbing your dick because of. It’s a fag book. It’s all guys, sucking and playing with their cocks.” Then he opened up to a page titled “Beach Punks”. It showed a skinny guy on the beach being approached by two well built guys. Then they were holding him by the elbows and he looked scared. Then they were in a hotel room. Then the skinny guy was kneeling between the two other guys. Then the two had there clothes off and the skinny guy was holding one’s cock in his hand and had the other one about to go in his mouth.

Tom said, “The guy in the middle is a punk. He likes being bossed around by other guys. That’s what you are.”

“I am not, I’m gonna go home now.”

“No you’re not. You’re enjoying this too much to leave.”

“What do you mean? I’m not enjoying this.”

“You love it. I’ve seen you checking me out. When we are down the woods and I have to take a piss, as soon as I take my dick out, you try to position yourself so you can see my dick.”

“I do not.”

“Yes, you do. And, you knew that was my cum in those panties as soon as you smelled them. I could see it in your face. That’s when your dick got hard, when you knew you were smelling my cum. You would have tasted them even if I didn’t tell you to.”

I fell back down on his bed and while I was sitting there helpless, he took off his shirt and threw it in my face. I just let it fall into my lap. He knew all along. This was his plan all along. I’m doing everything he knew I would. And I wasn’t arguing with him. He was right and we both knew it.

“So, now what?” I asked.

“Well, now that we understand each other, we can get on with the show.”

He grabbed the rest of the bundle of clothes and handed me Donna’s school uniform skirt.

“Put this on now.”

With my head hanging low I obediently put on the skirt.

“Now, the sweater.”

It was a tight fit for both. The sweater didn’t reach my waist.

“Now turn around.” He demanded.

I didn’t know what to think he was up to now. He grabbed some of my hair on the back of my head. I felt him pulling and doing something but I didn’t know what. Then he did the same to the other side. Our hair was fairly long, because that was the style at the time.

“Now, turn back around.” Another order barked.

“The hairy legs are throwing off the look. Get down on your knees so I don’t have to look at your legs.”

I did. Now, I was getting very nervous. And I was shaking all over. I was so aroused that I felt like every nerve in my body was tingling.

He came up and stood directly in front of me. “Well, punk, do you have to be told everything?”

I started to cry a little. Tears were filling up in my eyes and I made a little whimper sound.

He unbuckled his belt and he was so close that the back of his hand rubbed against my nose. .

“Untie my shoes now, pussy boy.”

I bent down and untied his shoes. Then I took his shoes off.

“The socks too.” He said

I got one off and I felt some tears running down my face. Then I felt his pants fall down on top of my hands.

“Now hold my pants down while I step out of them.”

I did, and his knees bumped my chin as he got out of his pants.

“Tom, I think this fun is going too far. I really don’t want to do anything else.”

“Oh, really?”

He pulled his underwear down and his dick popped out and hit me in the face.

“Now, pull my underwear down and off of me. I think you want to do more. I think you feel you have to do more. This is your chance to do what we know you want to do.”

I pulled his underwear down slowly. When they were off of him I brought my head back up to his waist. His cock was right in front of my nose. I could smell the sweat and I could feel the heat coming off of the head of his dick. It was very hot in his bedroom. I felt a little dizzy. The smell of sweat was very strong. I looked at his cock and thought how fucking beautiful it was. It was so hard and his balls were droopy from the heat. I was so close to his dick I could see the texture of the skin. I could never get this close to my own dick.

“If you don’t want to continue, then get up and go home. I don’t think you will though.”

He waited for about 10 seconds.

“I told you, you wouldn’t leave. Now, since you are acting up and pretending that you don’t want my dick in your face, you have to ask for what you want.”

“Ask me for it, you fucking pussy. Ask me what you have been dying to do to my dick all year. And ask nice or I might not let you have it.” He said forcefully.

I really felt like that skinny guy in the magazine. Only there was just Tom in front of me. I really felt like a punk. I thought this was the most exciting feeling I’ve ever felt.

“Can I touch your dick, please?”

“Ask and then do it, I’ll only tell you if you are not allowed to do something.”

Very shakily my hand wrapped around his pulsing cock. I thought I was going to jerk him off just with my shaking. I held it right in front of my face for a few seconds. I didn’t bother to ask, I just started licking the head of his cock. He didn’t complain so I guess it was OK to do. I was so nervous but I wanted to feel his cock in my mouth so I just opened my mouth and let my lips slide over the head of his dick, very slowly past the ridge of the head and onto the shaft. I tried to move back but he held my head in place.

“Now, you’re MY cock sucking punk, aren’t you?”

I tried to answer but all that came out was a muffled mumble.

“Yeah, you love it so much you’re moaning with pleasure. You really love getting fucked in the mouth, don’t you punk?”

He said, “I can’t believe how much of my cock you can take in your mouth. You must really love this.”

I could feel his pubic hair tickling my nose. And I felt the tip of his dick in the back of my throat.

He let go of my head and I was able to slowly slide off of his dick. I took it out of my mouth and looked at it. It was a beautiful sight. It was all wet and shinny, and it was pulsing with power.

“Back on it bitch, it’s cold out here.”

I got my mouth right back on it. I pumped it in my mouth a few times and then took it out again. It felt fantastic in my mouth but I loved looking at it too. My spit was running down his shaft and onto his balls. I started to lick the head again, and made my way down one side and up the other then back in my mouth. I sucked on his dick and he moaned. He really liked the sucking part. Then I gave him a few loose lip pumps, real sloppy and then ran down the shaft with my lips sucking all the way down on the outside. My spit was dripping off his ball now, it was a beautiful sight. I was very proud of myself and I was enjoying this to the fullest. I remember thinking that I may never get to do this again. (Yeah right.) I got back up to the head on his dick just in time to get it slightly in my mouth when he started Cumming. I got a huge burst that seemed to fill my mouth and I started to gag. This was my first time. I didn’t know what to do. I had to pull his dick out of my mouth; his second burst was half in my mouth and half on my lips. I felt it hitting my face. It was really warm. And the smell was very strong. He grabbed his dick and pushed it back onto my lips and told me to open my mouth. I quickly swallowed what I had in my mouth and jumped back on his spurting dick. He gave me some more in my mouth. I kind of liked the taste. Maybe because I was so horny, or maybe I’m really a punk and I love to suck cock.

He pulled his dick out of my mouth and some cum was still oozing out of the tip.

“Come on, it’s good till the last drop. Don’t let any go to waste. Lick it off the tip, punk.”

I eagerly licked it off the tip and I swirled around the head just to let him know I loved sucking his cock. I think he knew it anyway. He fell back on his bed and said,

“Don’t move. I’ll be ready again in a minute or two.”

I didn’t move. I just stayed there on my knees and was still shaking. The whole experience was running through my mind. I absolutely loved it. It was the best feeling I’ve ever had. When he said he would be ready again, a greedy smile came over my face. I couldn’t wait to feel his dick on me again. This time I’d be ready and I’ll gobble all his cum in my mouth. And if he’s up for it I’ll give him a third blowjob and wear that entire load on my face.

When he got up again after just two minutes, he brought a mirror over and held it in front of me.

He said, “Now look how hot you look with your make-up on. Any guy would pull his pants down for you.”

I looked in the mirror and saw gobs of thick white cum on my face. I also saw that my hair was in pig tails. That was what he was doing with my hair. The sight of this look for me made me wish there were other guys in the room.

We had a lot of fun that summer. It just took that one day at Tom’s house to wipe out a summer of boring days.

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